AH! at last alone, love! Now the band may play Till its sweetest tone, love, Swoons and dies away! They who most will miss us We're not caring for -- Who of them could kiss us In the corridor? Had we only known, dear, Ere this long delay, Just how all alone, dear, We might waltz away, Then for hours, like this, love, We are longing for, We'd have still to kiss, love, In the corridor! Nestle in my heart, love; Hug and hold me close -- Time will come to part, love, Ere a fellow knows; There! the Strauss is ended -- Whirl across the floor, Isn't waltzing splendid In the corridor? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAARLEM HEIGHTS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN THE KING OF DENMARK'S RIDE by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON ON A CERTAIN LADY AT COURT by ALEXANDER POPE A SLEEPLESS NIGHT by ALFRED AUSTIN EDGE by CHARLOTTE FARRINGTON BABCOCK CHARACTERS: MR. AND MRS. EDWARDS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |